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“I’m not cuddling!” I gasp in horror.
Grayson’s smooth laughter shakes my head. “Then what do you want to call it?” His hand plays with my hair, smoothing over my head in a soothing motion.
“Nothing. This doesn’t need a name.”
“How will I know you want more if you ever find yourself craving it? I’m not a mind reader.” The hand not in my hair rests on my bare hip, and his fingertips trace circles. Somehow, the whole combination turns me on.
“Do you plan on stopping anytime soon? Do you think you won’t simply give me this whenever you feel like it?” I question.
“I’m afraid I’ll wrap you up as often as you let me,” he whispers, dragging me along his body so our faces are aligned.
Something about his answer has me smiling as I gaze into his handsome face. “See, we don’t need a name for it,” I snark with a teasing wink.
In a quick movement, he suddenly has me pinned underneath him with his hard cock pressed between my legs. His hand cups my cheek and he stares into my eyes. “I love you, Remi.”
Unexpected warmth fills me and I’m possessed by an alien form, because I reply, “Me too.” I don’t have time to overthink it because his lips are softly guiding mine into a sweet kiss that consumes my soul. Grayson has slowly become irreplaceable in my life, the man I’ve always needed but didn’t know it.
His hand moves to hold the side of my neck as we lazily kiss and his cock grinds against my slit, getting wetter with each pass. I give him better access by wrapping my legs around his waist and the covers fall off.
A crash sounds and it makes both of us groan. With so many killers in the house, I know it’s not someone we need to worry about, but my hand still twitches with wanting to grasp a knife to cut whoever decided knocking wasn’t needed.
Vander stands there, rage in his eyes. Of course it’s Vander. I have two other men, but he’s the one, once again, standing in the room. Can’t say I completely hate it though, I love putting on a show for him. He deserves to be teased into blue ball hell for everything he’s done.
“Five times wasn’t enough for you two bunnies? Give it a rest,” he complains. Was it really five? I didn’t keep count. I just know we didn’t get that much sleep. Although, the heat to his anger doesn’t seem to line up with how much fun we had all night.
“As if you wouldn’t fuck her as many times as you could if the roles were reversed,” Grayson grumbles before pulling me in for another kiss. His lips move to my neck where he briefly smiles against my skin and then sucks and bites on the same spot, purposefully marking me to piss Vander off.
The sound of my moan makes something in Vander snap, and he strides across the room. His knee landing on the bed makes the mattress dip, and his hand lands on Grayson’s shoulder yanking him off me. In the blink of an eye, he has me in his arms, dragging me off the bed. “Get off!” I shout. I’m equal parts turned on and livid with his caveman antics.
Grayson is up seconds later adding his objections. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, man?”
Our voices must bring my other men running and they look between us, quickly deciding I’m safest with them until they figure out what the fuck is going on. Jasper puts his arm around Vander’s neck, locking him in a chokehold. “Let go of her,” he hisses in Vander’s ear.
At the same time, Cole whips out a knife and holds it against Vander’s crotch while pulling me away with the other arm. The combined threats have him releasing me. He throws his hands in the air, turns around, and shoves Jasper’s chest before storming off without a word.
What the hell was that?
Cole wraps both arms around me and searches my naked form for any injuries. “You okay, Luv?” His words are laced with concern.
“Yeah, I’m fine. He just went crazy on us.” I would say psycho, but most of us are truly psychopaths, and the comparison wouldn’t hit as hard as it would for someone else.
He presses a kiss to the top of my head as Jasper crowds in behind me. “Good. If he touches you like that again I’ll kill him. I don’t care if you want to keep him around or not,” Cole growls.
“Vander hasn’t learned to handle your rejection, Little Bird. It’s literally killing him inside,” Jasper says in my ear, holding me at the same time as Cole. “While I don’t agree with him snapping, I can’t blame him either. I’d be going crazy if I was him.”
“Hey,” Grayson calls, drawing my attention. When my gaze lands on him, he takes a deep breath in, and releases it, smiling when I copy him. His hand touches the side of his head and wiggles his fingers as he pulls it away, telling me to let the thoughts go.
He was fucking amazing last night at getting me out of my mind, and I’m sure he doesn’t want to lose any progress he made at helping me center myself again. And the way he chose to pass the message makes me smile and feel cared for.
Nodding my head that I’ll do what he wants, I lean my head on Cole’s chest and stick my ass into Jasper’s semi-hard dick. Both sets of hands give me soft touches and I bask in the comfort while thinking about how much I’d really love to fuck them right now. Being sandwiched between them all day sounds really nice right about now, especially when I was interrupted as I was about to get fucked.
“Everything okay?” Enzo asks from the open doorway.
Cole and Jasper share matching growls as they shift their bodies to shield me from his sight.
“Thanks for checking,” Grayson answers, walking to the door with a pair of sweatpants on. “We’re all good.”
Enzo, noticing I’m not wearing anything quickly turns around. “Is it too much to ask for you to wear clothes if the door’s open?” he gripes under his breath. “We have to meet with Padre. And before you object, yes you have to come.“ He walks off, not giving me a chance to do what he correctly assumed I’d do.
